It is Paul Jost’s birthday . It has been too long since I have seen Paul. If Jesse hadn’t stolen and lost my copy of COLT, I could watch that right now in Paul’s honour.
I need to shower. I am oh so dirty. My skin feels gritty and my hair is a mess. But I am also oh so tired.
It has been a couple of weeks since I have done laundry. Most of the clothes I regularly wear are dirty. But I still have so many in my closet and drawers. Why don’t I clean those out?
I tried my first roll of film photography last week. Tried to develop it Tuesday. Nothing. The film was totally blank. And I have no idea why. I need to try again. I’m sad that some of the things I captured on film actually went uncaptured.
This banjo in my room needs some attention. I also need to start packing up my life so I can move out of here at some point. I also need to finish The Economist and start the current issue. I am falling behind.
I’m going to go shower. And get creative with finding clean clothes. And think about someday doing all the other stuff I know I should really do. Someday I’ll do more than just write about it.
But not today. Today I’ll probably just paint my nails or something.